Metempsychotic

Model X

Prea...! Don't black out now! I'm coming to find you! I'm coming Prea! I'm coming...!

He didn't want to, but Vent carefully blinked his eyes open and forgot for a moment where he was. Emitting a low 'ow' of discomfort as he attempted to sit up, Vent carefully turned his body around to get a better idea of his surroundings. Not far away, something blue was floating in the air, just a foot or two off the ground- although he took a moment to consider if he was going crazy, Vent took note of the brown paper packaging and realized that the package meant to be delivered had fallen with him.

A delivery was still a delivery, he unfortunately knew, and it was his responsibility to keep it safe. Curious, however, Vent looked back up the cliff and wondered how he was able to make it down without feeling too bad. He couldn't hear anything going on up there either.

"Boss!!" he called upwards. "Boss can you hear me?!"

No one answered.

"He'll be fine." Vent decided with a raise and lower of his shoulder. "I bet he's already on his way here. Yeah, that's totally it."

If only he believed what he was trying to tell himself.

Still convincing himself of things he knew wasn't a possibility, Vent worked himself up and brushed off a few leaves from his pants.

"Okay but," he then said to himself as he scratched the back of his head, "That was a really nasty fall. Ow..." After saying this, Vent turned his attention back to the package. No, it wasn't a package anymore since it was uncovered, it was a... an object. A blue (with a red triangle like gem in the center and some white accents), kinda six sided, low glow emitting object that seemed so familiar...

Vent's mind had drawn a blank as he walked toward the object subconsciously. Carefully, his hand started to raise in hopes of touching this object; his fingertips could feel the warmth radiating from the object. It recognized him, it loved him, it wanted him to-

"Who are you?!" someone demanded, violently snapping Vent out of his trance, "What are you doing here?!"

Vent looked up to see two men dressed in some green uniform, and then quickly noticed that they were armed. Immediately, Vent raised his hands in the air to show innocence. "W-wait!" he stuttered, still shocked from coming out of the trance, "I'm just here to deliver a package."

"Lower your weapons." a female voice said from behind the green men. Hearing her, the green men jumped out of the way to allow her to pass through them. The girl that came through wore a pink uniform, but with a coat that somehow made her more important than the others. Her golden blonde hair hung behind her, the top hidden under a pink hat that matched the ornateness of her coat. She didn't seem threatening or violent, just... cute, in all said and done.

"Are you affiliated with Giro Express?" the girl asked, her voice no dangerous as her outfit and holding a still calm.

"Yeah I am." Vent agreed with a firm nod. "Are you part of the Guardians?"

"Yes." the girl affirmed. "I'm very sorry we had to change the rendezvous point, but there was something of great emergency, and we needed to evacuate where we were quickly..."

"Don't sweat it." Vent told her, giving her a wide smile. "Changing locations is no big deal- now bailing, I would probably hold a grudge against you if you bailed."

Despite herself, the girl let out a small laughter. "I think I would have held a grudge against myself if we let that happen." she teased. Vent smiled back at her- he liked her as far as first impressions went, he liked her even more than that albino kid he and Giro transported some time back.